107 Drunken Pig

Trevon followed the chef into a hallway. The chef stopped before a door.

"You should wait here." He opened the room and led Trevon inside.

[WHOAAA!!!] Trevon couldn't imagine this.

Behind the door was a spacious room. It was very comfortable. A large table located at the center of the room. All the decorations were totally different. He even saw some furniture with the quality for an elder in McArthur family.

"What is your Rank?" The chef asked.

[My Rank?] Trevon didn't know what he should answer. Most people only knew that he was a Middle Rank 1 warrior, but his pride wanted to show that he was a Top Rank 1 warrior. He was even better than those legends.

If his family knew he was Top Rank 1 warrior, Trevon felt afraid of being picked into the chosen group again. That would mean dangers and troubles for him. The spoiled young master preferred his happy day terrorizing the city and appreciating the worldly beauty in the pleasure houses.

"Middle Rank 1." Trevon had to bite his pride. [My happy life is more important than my pride.] He said to himself.

"Brak!!!" Trevon was slammed into the floor. He felt a heavy aura pressured him. Nana jumped out of Trevon's shoulder. She wanted to help her master, but another aura pressed her. The chef stopped her from helping Trevon.

"Ugh!" Trevon tried his best to stand.

"You are a Peak Rank 1 warrior. You shouldn't pretend in front of me." The big man looked into Trevon. His gaze pierced Trevon.

Aya and Marcus prepared to draw their weapons, but suddenly the pressure was lessened.

"Erg..." Trevon quickly stood. It was very embarrassing being pressed to the floor "Hm... Good. You could try the Drunken Pig."

The big chef stopped his aura. He left Trevon on the floor and went toward the door. [What is this crazy powerful random chef?] Trevon thought it was a common restaurant. He scouted the big chef's back.

[Name: Taitus Phoenix]

[Age: 1.895 Years]

[Sex: Male]

[Species: Human]

[Potential: 73/73]

[Determination: 78]

[Cultivation Speed: 91]

[Loyalty: 50]

[Decision Making: 65]

[Talent: Cooking, Fighting - Saber, Fishing, Hunting]

[Affiliation: Sleeping Dragon]

[What?] Trevon couldn't believe what he saw. [He is a peak Rank 3 warrior? What with his age? He is even older than my grandpa.]

[Eh? Whoaaa!] What made Trevon felt shocked is his name. Only one family could use Phoenix as the family name in Heavenly Phoenix. They were the ruling family, the Phoenix.

However, Trevon also wondered with his affiliation. [He is no longer affiliated with Phoenix family?]

[He must have some problem...] Trevon thought. [Well, this answer some questions. I should not think about complicated stuff.]

Trevon finally knew why this man could build a cheap shabby restaurant in a good area. He was a member of Imperial families and a powerful warrior on the continent.

Trevon looked more carefully to the room. There was a huge quality difference compared to outside. Some demon beast skins used as the rug in the room. Spiritual treasures decorated the room. He could see some famous painters' works including Grand Master Vale's decorated the room.

[Where is that brilliant superstar?] Trevon thought when he saw his idol's painting. He planned to visit his idol teacher in the capital.

The friendly aunty came into the room. This time she cleaned the larger table for Trevon.

"Please wait here, Young Master. Foods would be prepared." She nodded at Trevon.

Trevon sat in the room. Aya and Marcus also sat on the same table.

"About my cultivation. That is a secret. This is an order." Trevon said.

"Yes, Young Master." Aya didn't come from a cultivation family. She quickly agreed to her young master's request.

"But… Young Master, you deserv…" Marcus's eyes brightened. As a member of a cultivation family, he already felt some surprise with his own cultivation. Finally, he saw the real genius.

"No but! This is my decision. You have to follow it." Trevon didn't want to lose his privilege as a common young master.

"Yes, Young Master. I, Marcus Isleland, felt honored to serve Young Master." Marcus gave a palm and fist salutation. His eyes couldn't hide his fascination. [Yes. If our young master can give me this superior cultivation technique, he must have something even better. Following him is the biggest lucky chance for me.]

"Hahaha." Trevon took his fan and laughed. He enjoyed getting praises.

[What is it Brother Marcus?] Aya asked Marcus in the spiritual sense.

[You may don't know this since young master gave us fast cultivation techniques. But for most people can only reach Peak Rank 1 around thirty-seven years old. Young Master Trevon is only seventeen years old this year. He is more than a common genius. He is abnormal.]

Aya looked into Trevon in a different light.

[Young Master is a genius?] She asked herself. She looked at the laughing young master. [Is he?]

"Good! We have to celebrate more today! I will order more wine and drinks. Even you, Aya, you should try drinking today! Hahaha." Trevon was in a happy mood.

Fifteen minutes later the aunt came and served many foods for Trevon. He saw around twenty dishes. All were alluring with delicious smells.

"What are these? I haven't ordered anything." Trevon wondered.

"These are the appetizers while you are waiting for Drunken Pig to be prepared."

"Hahaha. You have a good service, Aunty." Trevon started to eat the foods. The Rabbink also tried the food here and there. Nana was given some spiritual foods since the young master didn't want to broke the contract.

Aya and Marcus actually already ate in the afternoon so they rejected Trevon's offer to eat together. Instead, Aya and Marcus started to meditate and cultivated. [We should chase young master.] They thought.

"This is good." Trevon commented. He tasted the fried noodle. It was worth the fame. "The Drunken Pig is expensive, but the appetizers already this good. I want to try the food that requires Peak Rank 1 warrior to buy. Hahaha."

"This Rabbink agrees with you. This is good." Master Rabbink picked another fried food and tasted it.

[Hey! Tell me about the cultivation secret and the liquid!] Trevon asked while chewing his meal. He hadn't eaten anything since yesterday.

"Erm... Fine." Master Rabbink looked solemn. "I will start with the secret of cultivation. Your universe is called Thousand Arts."

[Hmh...] Trevon said in his heart, he had seen the universe name when he moved between two universes. 'Return to Thousand Art Universe' option was his gateway to his origin universe.

While he said that in his heart, he picked a fish meatball. The meatball soup was very savory with the fish booth taste. He chewed the meatball while waiting for the Rabbink to continue.

"This universe God, when he designed the cultivation step, wanted a strong warrior who could use many martial arts. He believes a powerful martial artist should have thousands of arts. In any given situation, they must have a martial art usable for them."

Trevon nodded. He had to agree. With the numerous light ball manual that he had used, Trevon had various martial arts. It was very useful to face different situations. While he had certain favorite martial arts, he could counter the enemy with his variety.

Master Rabbink picked a fried tofu before continued its explanation. "From here, you couldn't directly tell other people. It might bring tribulation to them." Master Rabbink solemnly said.

[I won't.] Trevon remembered the danger in Redwood City's arena. His hair still raised when he remembered the Heavenly Tribulation.

"Good. Based on this desire, he made a law for cultivation. Therefore, to break the cultivation barrier in this universe, a cultivator has two methods. The first one is to master a certain number of martial arts at a certain mastery." Master Rabbink looked into Trevon. "The second method is to create or improve a martial art or a cultivation technique. He valued people who could make their path."

[That is not telling! What is the real requirement?]

"Wait! Take it slow." Master Rabbink materialized a small spoon and took some fish meatball from the soup. It ate before it continued.

"If you want to go the first path. In order to break the barrier to Rank 2, you have to learn five different martial arts. You can pick any from attacking, defensive, movement, or mystical martial arts."

[That is easy.] Trevon thought.

"Those five must be at Earth level."

[Not bad.] Trevon had several martial arts on earth level already.

"One must be at Star level."

[Lucky me! Thank you, Father!] Trevon felt happy for his father pushing him to master his Roaring Eagle Sword Combination 1st Level.

Trevon tried to check his mastery. [My Flame Punch has already reached Earth level. Roaring Eagle Sword Combination is at Star level. Heaven Eagle Dive and 1.000 Holy Flashes are also at Earth level. I will only need to improve Piercing Wind Dash from Man to Earth.] He felt proud with his achievement.

"Yep! Lucky you. However, it wouldn't be easy to reach Rank 3. Gwahahaha." Master Rabbink laughed.

[Eh? Wait! Isn't this cheating for martial art fanatics?] Trevon finally realized why those powerful cultivators were often martial art fanatics. The rule was made by a martial arts fanatic.

"There is the second method. If you concentrate on a martial art or cultivation technique and managed to improve it. You will also unlock the barrier."

[How much does one have to improve?]

"One rank higher." Master Rabbink said. "As an example, if a person had improved Flame Punch into Magma Punch, a Primary Rank 2 martial art. He would unlock his Rank 2 barrier using this method. However, the person who modified Flame Punch into Spark Punch only improved it from Primary Rank 1 martial art into Beginner Rank 1 martial art. He didn't get the unlock."

[I see.] Trevon thought. [He made thing difficult.]

"This is his world, he could ask whatever he wants from people who want to become his right hand. The first path is for the people with the same mindset with him, the martial art fanatics. The second part is for the people he admires, the martial art innovators. He is very thankful for the predecessor who had managed to improve the martial art." Master Rabbink explained.

[So, if my father wants to go to Rank 3. He should learn more martial arts or he should improve the Roaring Eagle Sword Combination into the third level.] Trevon thought. [Is that right, Rabbink?]

"This Rabbink can't answer that. Gwahahaha. You need to reach Lv 50 before this Rabbink could tell the exact secret to you. Remember, you couldn't directly tell people about this!"

Trevon thought was stopped by the middle-aged aunty. She came into the room with a smile. "Young Master, the drunken pig has already been prepared.

"Good!" Trevon felt happy. "You can serve it now."

"Well, we can't serve it here. Please follow me!"

Trevon felt a bit intrigued with the foods. [Is it so big? Is it because it would make people drunk?]

The young master followed the chubby aunt towards another door in the hallway. He saw the kitchen. [Is it in the kitchen?]

However, she kept moving toward the back door. [Is it in an outside food? Perhaps a barbeque?] Trevon followed the woman.

"CHEERR!!!"

"TREVON!!!"

"The brave TREVON!"

"TREVON!!!"

[Whoa...!] Trevon felt surprised. [Is this a show? They didn't come here to see me eat, right?]

He was in an arena covered with five meters tall walls. The land was filled with dry ground. Surrounding him was over a thousand people watching him. They sat in the seats around the arena.

"TREVON!!!"

"Kill the pig!"

"TREVON!!!"

[Eh? Kill the pig? So, one had to kill their own food? Hmph…] Trevon waved his hand to the rowdy people. [I will show the elegant way to defeat the pig.]

"YEAH!!!"

"WOOOW!"

"He is so handsome!"

Trevon could hear some ladies cheered for him. He took his fan and smiled. The young master continued to wave his hand to the audience while getting so many cheers. [Hahaha. Hahaha. Hahaha.]

"I will show you the right way to hunt the pig." Trevon had hunted several pigs and even wild boars during his time in Bluestar. [People here seem to like killing the pig. They make it into a show.]

"Trevon!"

The young master enjoyed the cheers. He waved to the people on the left, on the right, on his front and finally on his back. Those people cheered for him. Trevon even saw some beautiful ladies on the stand.

[I must show my elegant side. Hwehwehwe.] He thought.

"Oh! The pig is coming."

"GOOD LUCK BRO!!"

[Eh? Good Luck?!] Trevon turned his body to see the pig that he needed to slaughter.

"GRUNNNT!!!" He heard a hoarse grunt.

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!!!" He screamed. In front of him was a four-meter-tall black boar-type demon beast. It looked into Trevon. However, the black boar was in a cage. Its tusks were two meters long.

"Ah! That is a Gigantes Gigant Boar. It is very docile." Master Rabbink floated next to Trevon.

"Docile?"

"Yes. It is very shy. It would run from a human."

"Is it powerful?" Trevon felt he was afraid. He looked at the boar whose fur was long and sharp

[Name: Unamed]

[Age: 95 Years]

[Sex: Male]

[Species: Gigantes Gigant Boar]

[Potential: 24/25]

[Determination: 68]

[Cultivation Speed: 51]

[Loyalty: 65]

[Decision Making: 10]

[Talent: Digging]

[Affiliation: -]

[OW! It is a Peak Rank 1 demon beast. I need more helpers.] Trevon started to get panic. [Nana…] He was about to call the mouse. However, he heard the chef shouted.

"You two, you can't stay here. Only one person can fight it. Watch upstairs!" Taitus come from behind the pig.

Aya and Marcus looked at Trevon.

"Do not worry, I guarantee your young master safety." Taitus said.

[Huff!] Trevon felt a bit relieved. "Hmph… Do not worry!" Trevon still had Nana. She was stronger than this demon beast except for her small size. The young master believed he and Nana could defeat the boar easily.

"Demon Beast also can't be used. You must prove your own power." Taitus took Nana and gave her to Aya and Marcus.

[What?] "Wait… Wait…" Trevon wanted to complain, but the crowds already shouted.

"YEAAAAAHHHH!!!!"

"YEAH!!!!"

"FIGHT!!!"

"DRUNKEN FIGHTTTT!!!"

His voice was buried by the thousand people's shouts.

Aya and Marcus looked at their young master. Aya looked worried.

[Do not worry! Our young master is a genius.] Marcus said in the spiritual sense and took Aya to the side. The two people jumped to upstairs with Nana. As a cultivator, they could jump the short five-meter-tall wall.

Trevon wanted to cry. He even saw the mouse happily napping in Aya's arms.

[I can't quit now, right?] Trevon had seen he audiences cheered for him.

"Good! You have to defeat the pig for your meal." Taitus said using spiritual sense. "I will promise you the best food here. However, if you want to quit..." He took a long word.

"BOOOOO!!!"

"BOOOO!!!"

The audience jeered.

[Glup!] Trevon knew he couldn't quit. Over a thousand people were watching him. After his acting cool before, it would be a huge embarrassment if he ran.

[Master Rabbink had said that it is docile. While the chef would guarantee my safety. There is nothing to worry.] He thought.

Trevon nodded. He prepared his Dark Demon Slayer.

"Wait! You have to use the saber from me." Taitus said. He gave the handle of the saber on his hand.

"Oh!" Trevon put his sword back. He picked the saber. [Nothing strange. This is a good saber.]

"Pour your spiritual energy in it!" Taitus said.

"Yes." Trevon used his spiritual energy. It moved through the saber and filled the inscription on the saber

[This is an artifact.] While Trevon couldn't judge the quality, he knew it was an artifact. Trevon felt some heat started to be generated from the saber. [Do I have to cook the pig using this saber?]

Trevon raised his borrowed saber.

"WAAAA!!!"

"WOOOO!"

"Cool!"

"Handsome!" The audience shouted.

[AH! Hehehe. I can defeat the pig.] Trevon waved the saber to the audiences.

"I will release it now. Do not worry, I guarantee your life! However, tried to keep yourself intact." Taitus jumped towards the boar.

"Brak..." He smashed the gate before jumping out the arena.

"What? Intact? What about the injury? Do you guarantee it?"

However, Taitus didn't answer back. Trevon's shout was drowned by the audiences' cheers. The chef jumped to wait on one of the wall pillars.

[That is not covered?] Trevon wanted to quit.

"Quick! RUN!!!" Master Rabbink shouted.

"Eh?" Trevon looked to a big black boar who charge into his direction.

"GWAAAAAH!!! Isn't it docile?" Trevon ran. He forgot to talk in his heart. Most people also didn't care about his shout. The noise from the audiences buried everything. Everyone was focused on his fight against the boar.

"Whoa! Our hero moves to have a distance! He must plan something big to counter this situation. Look! He managed to dodge the boar's charge."

[What? This place even has a commentator?] Trevon just rolled to avoid the charge of the boar. The boar stopped with all four its hooves. A huge cloud of dust appeared from its effort to stop its charge.

"Well, the boar is very docile. Until you give it alcohol." Master Rabbink smiled.

[Alcohol?]

"Watch out!" Master Rabbink shouted. Trevon saw the boar had looked into his direction again.

Trevon rolled again to evade then he ran into the other side of the arena.

"Wow! Our hero is played with the boar. He hasn't used his weapon! What a show of bravery!"

Trevon wanted to cry hearing the commentator. [How could I defeat this big boar?]

[Piercing Wind Dash!] Trevon used his movement martial arts. He managed to move far from the boar.

"Use the saber to beat it!" Master Rabbink shouted again.

[Saber. Yes, I have a saber.] Trevon took the saber that he borrowed.

"Our hero has taken his saber. Will it be the end of the boar?"

Trevon dodged another charge of the boar with a dash. [Hehehe. It is easy.]

He used his spiritual energy and activated the saber's heat. The young master used a dash to get close to the boar back. Trevon jumped and slashed it.

"Clank..."

[Gah!!! What is this?] Trevon wanted to complain. He quickly escaped using his dash.

"What happened? You need to pour more spiritual energy to make the saber could injure the boar. It seems our hero needs more foods before fighting. Hahaha." The commentator jeered at Trevon.

"Hahahaha..."

"Hahaha..."

The crowds are laughing.

"It seems we couldn't get the Drunken Pig for today." Another audience said.

"This you master is still too young."

"Yes. He only looked good outside. He didn't have power inside." A lady seemed disinterest from Trevon.

"You shouldn't say that. He is McArthur Young Master." Another audience defended Trevon.

"There is no use if he didn't have enough power to beat the boar."

"Let gamble! How many bones could the boar break?" Some audience had changed the betting term.

"Five. He would look ugly after this fight. Hehehe." A man put the bet.

"What a poor handsome lad." A middle woman regretted it.

"Young Master!" Aya and Marcus tried to enter the arena, but a spiritual aura from the chef isolated the arena.

[Rabbink! You made me into this mess. Gaaaah!!!] Trevon evaded the boar again.

"Brak!!!" The boar hit the arena wall.

[EH?] Trevon felt surprised. The boar took some time to stand. [This could work!]

"What is this? Our Hero managed to slam the boar into the wall."

"BIG BOAR!!! Come here!" Trevon raised the saber.

"GRRRUUNNTTT!!" The boar was still confused.

Trevon ran into a wall. This time he came closer to the wall. "Hahahaha! Come if you dare. Stupid Pig! Ugly Pig! Big Pig!"

The boar didn't care. It still shook its head.

"Drunken Pig! Fat Pig!" Trevon kept taunting.

However, the Boar's eyes suddenly turned fierce from the word drunken.

"Grumble... Grumble..." The boar charged into Trevon.

[Piercing Wind Dash!] Trevon evaded the boar again. "Hahaha!!! You don't like that word."

"BRAAAAKKK!!!" This time the arena shook very hard.

"Waaa!!!"

"Waaaaa!!!" Some children started to cry. The people who laughed Trevon turned silent. They feared the boar.

"Come! Come to Papa! Drunken Pig!" Trevon raised his saber again taunting the boar.

"Br... Grunt." The boar looked into Trevon again.

It continued its charge.

"BRAAAAKKK!!!" Once again, it hit the wall. Fortunately, Taitus protected the arena using his aura. If not, the arena would be destroyed many times by the boar. Trevon continued to play the boar.

The boar started to get slow.

"Come!! Come to me DRUNKEN Boar!" Trevon taunted it again. The audience cheered for Trevon.

"What a great strategy! This young master has a brain! This is the first time a fight shakes the audience this much! GOOO!!! GOOO!! Trevon!" The commentator shouted.

"Trevon!!!"

"Trevon!!"

"Trevon!!!" The people turned to support Trevon again.

[What an unloyal supporter!] Trevon grumbled.

"Grunt!" The boar looked at Trevon. It snorted before prepared another charging.

The boar demon beast was very fast, but Trevon also a Peak Rank 1 warrior. He evaded and made the boar smashed into the wall several times.

Trevon saw another charge and used his dash again. [Eh?]

"HEEEEELPPPP!!!" He found he was slipping because of the dry dust. "Ack!!!" He slammed into the wall and couldn't stop himself.

"This is dangerous, our hero, Trevon slipped into the wall too. He would be confused without direction. Will our arena chef rescue him on time?" The commentator said.

However, Taitus didn't look that he wanted to help.

The boar was slammed into the wall. However, it heard Trevon's shout. "Grunt! Grunt Grunt Grunt!"

"It laughed at you! It prayed to the Boar God for the delicious young master." Master Rabbink translated.

Trevon had just stood up when he saw a boar charge into his direction. He hadn't managed to dash far away from the boar when he slipped.

The boar was under five meters.

[Sh*t!] Trevon wanted to cry. It was not enough time.

"GRUNT!!!" The boar looked happy. It lowered its head prepared to use its tusks.

"BRAAAAKKK!!"

"Wow! I can't see anything from the dust. The arena chef had jumped from his position. Perhaps we will see another defeated warrior today. The boar is strong and powerful." The commentator shouted.

The audiences stayed silent. Only some heavy breath could be heard.

From the dust, people could see the chef punched the boar. Taitus continued to attack the boar. However, people couldn't see Trevon.

[Where is he?] Taitus thought. He had punched the boar to the air to see whether Trevon was pressed by the Boar huge body. However, he didn't see Trevon or Trevon's mangled body on the ground.

"Did the boar eat him?" A lady asked her mother.

"NOOO!!!" Some ladies cried about the handsome young master.

"Poor young master!"

"Yeah!"

"This is dangerous." People regretted Trevon's demise.

"HELP! HELP! HELP! Do not punch the boar!" Aya and Marcus could hear Trevon's shout.

Everyone looked into the arena. Trevon was hugging the boar. Every Taitus punch shook him from the boar. However, the young master was still strong and grabbed the boar's fur. This increased the pain for the boar. It grunted in pain.

"Gwahahaha. Today is your lucky day. Even your 'Piercing Wind Dash' had improved to Earth level in the last second. You can become a Rank 2 warrior soon." The Rabbink intentionally brought Trevon to this place to get the chance to practice. In the danger, Trevon had managed to improve his dash thus ensured his safety in the last second.

Taitus pressed his aura at the Boar, immobilized it.

"Jump from the boar! You win." Taitus said. "You have managed to make me have a wrong judgment. Since I am the one who interfered before you lost. This is your win. "

"Yes." Trevon jumped from the boar. "Huff… Huff… Huff…" He was still short breath from the lucky dodge. [That is totally lucky. If not my Wind Piercing Dash surpassed Earth level, I would die.]

The next happening was a disaster for the Boar. The Peak Rank 3 warrior didn't joke around. He kicked the boar unconscious.

"Wait for the food in the room before." Taitus didn't look at Trevon. He was dragging the boar to a cage.

"Gwahahaha. We will have Drunken Pig." Master Rabbink was waiting for this.

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